The Fae Princess
The girl had felt a mixture of fear and awe when she had entered the main room. There were around five floors and each was filled with the mysterious, red-eyes creatures. These were the Dark Gods in all their glory. On the top floor there were six massive figures, each stood tall and regal. They were the leaders of the realm, she could tell.
She knelt as her sister had told her to, keeping her eyes on the Dark Gods. The one on the far left stepped forward and spoke. “Daughter of Irinia, Princess of the Dark Fae, are you prepared to face your fate and become one with darkness?” his powerful voice took her unawares but she hastily retained her composure.
“Yes” she said, “I am ready.”
The Dark God took a deep breath that echoed throughout the room and made her spine tingle. He suddenly disappeared. She felt confused for just a moment, and then he reappeared right in front of her. It took all of her willpower not to topple over backwards in surprise. She looked up at him. Shadows concealed the areas of his body where skin should have been. He wore a light suit of armor and carried a silver longsword and a dagger at his waist.
He circled her, looking her up and down. She felt very unnerved by his gaze. It felt as though he was peering into her mind, her soul. After a minute he stopped. “You appear to be very brave girl, you are intelligent, enthusiastic, eager. You are also curious, maybe too curious” he looked thoughtful, “but... you have the potential to be headstrong and make reckless decisions. There is also... there is something deep inside you girl, something sinister. Nonetheless, you have the potential to be a great asset to your race”.
He stopped talking. The girl felt tense. He was preparing to do something; she could feel it.
“Now” declared the Dark God, “your willpower must be tested, girl. If you fail this test, you will die.”
Nothing happened for a moment. Then, all of a sudden, her head started aching. It was as though a thousand people were screaming in her ear and raking her brain with their claws. She clutched her head in pain, as she felt herself becoming faint.
No, she thought, this cannot happen; I can't die here. She tried to focus on something, anything. She thought of the honor of finally gaining a name, but to no avail. Then she thought of her mother, her sisters, and her brother. She wanted to see them again so much. It was as good a reason for living as any. She focused all her thoughts on her family. Slowly but surely, she muted the screaming and became numb to the claws in her brain. Her vision began to clear and she saw the Dark Lord gazing down at her.
She stood up gradually. The Dark God waited for her to get to her feet, then continued.
“You have passed the first trial” he said, “only two trials remain.”
“What must I do?” she said, wondering what in the world could be next.
“You must prove your body capable to embrace the true Darkness” he said.
He drew his dagger. The girl froze....